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“Ah, ah, hngh!”
Having reached her climax, Roselyn arched her hips, letting out a moan that sounded like a sob. The sight of her sleek body, glistening under the sunlight and twitching in his hands, served as an incomparable stimulant. Aiden slowly licked his glistening lips and pulled Roselyn up to sit, leaning her against his shoulder.
Perhaps because the afterglow of the climax had not yet faded, her intermittent, trembling breaths tickled his ear. Still hazy from the alcohol, Roselyn spoke through her sobs.
“You... hngh... you never said we’d do something like this!”
Whether her voice was one of resentment or a mere complaint, it felt pleasing to him. Aiden began to slowly slide down Roselyn's dress, a brazen smirk playing on his lips.
“So, do you hate it? After you enjoyed it so much you came on your own.”
He whispered, rubbing the buttocks of the woman perched atop his lower body. Seeing her face glare at him primly while her lower half continued to twitch only made him more aroused. Swept up in passion, nothing else seemed important. He felt as though the thirst that had been building up inside him would only be quenched if he devoured the woman before him.
“You’re known as the temptress who bewitched the Prince; wouldn't people suspect something if we didn't spend a single night together?”
“Even so, ah, still...!”
“You agreed to do your best in our deal, Roselyn. You can't take it back now.”
Think about the noble trial and your mother's keepsakes. Hmm? At the low murmur that followed, Roselyn's dazed expression suddenly froze. His soothing words were nothing short of a threat. The sensation of being dragged back down to cold reality in an instant chased away the remaining drowsiness.
The fact that she was entangled in a cold, emotionless contractual relationship with the man before her hit her poignantly. Yet, what was with these golden eyes she longed for so much? And what was she, unable to coldly break away from his gentle, lingering touch, clinging to him instead?
Unable to do anything, Roselyn swallowed her tears. His words—that she couldn't take it back now—constricted her. What she hated most about herself in that moment was that she felt a small sense of relief knowing that he desired her body this much.
This is because of the alcohol. My judgment is clouded because I'm drunk. As she frantically repeated this to herself, clear liquid finally streamed down from the corners of her eyes. Aiden gazed enchantedly at the falling tears and licked the transparent fluid away. It was merely salty liquid, yet he wondered why it tasted so sweet.
“Hngh...”
Once tonight passed, she might sink into a place from which there was no return. Her reason screamed at her to push him away, but even in this situation, her tightening heart and the painful reality she had faced crushed her rationality. Staring into the golden eyes that seemed to be quietly gauging her reaction, Roselyn quietly lowered the hand she had intended to use to push him away.
Aiden stroked her hair, tucking it behind her ear as if praising her. Confirming that she was no longer resisting, he carefully laid Roselyn down on the sheets. Seeing her look at him resentfully while shedding tears caused a pain in his chest, as if his heart were being squeezed.
Wanting to lick up every drop of her tears because they were too precious to waste, he hurriedly tore open his shirt. His upper body was fully revealed, showing his well-defined sternum and broad, thick chest. His muscles, carved like rock as if modeled after a god of war, were swollen with excitement. Roselyn, momentarily dazed by the perfect harmony between his imposing physique and his handsome face, only turned pale once he threw off his trousers.
What is that thing the size of a forearm? Her bewilderment grew as she looked at his penis, which made her momentarily forget her sorrow. She had felt a man's member inside her before, but this was the first time she had actually seen one. She didn't yet know exactly what he intended to do with it, but she could instinctively tell that its size was not normal. If every man carried something like that, there was no way she wouldn't have noticed.
“W-what is that...?”
At her stunned voice, Aiden's straight eyebrows twitched. What is that? Was she pretending to be innocent, or was she actually innocent? Without relaxing his frown, he murmured, just in case.
“I heard women prefer them the larger, the better.”
It wasn't a matter of preference. The problem was that she didn't know what he intended to do with that weapon-like thing. As Roselyn instinctively tried to scuttle backward on her elbows, Aiden grabbed her legs and pulled her down, as if telling her it was useless.
Immediately sliding his pillar, drenched in pre-cum, between her folds, he let out a low groan and moved his hips in short, shallow thrusts. Her slick vulva reduced the friction, allowing him to rub against her smoothly. As the head of his member scraped and pressed against her swollen, crimson clitoris, Roselyn's head snapped back.
Perhaps because the afterglow of her previous climax had not yet faded, she heated up just as quickly. At the sight of her twitching and spurting transparent fluid, the veins in Aiden's neck bulged.
“Haa... damn it.”
“Ah, hngh, it feels strange, Aiden. Nngh!”
Aiden gritted his teeth, staring at her trembling lips and confused blue eyes. Why is her reaction so innocent? The way she looked distressed, her body stiff as if she didn't know what to do, made her seem as clumsy as if she were doing this for the first time. But that couldn't be right. Aiden spoke, just in case.
“Don't tell me... is this your first time?”
“...”
“Damn it. You said you were divorced. You must have had a wedding night.”
“I didn't. He said he hated a wife who wasn't obedient, hngh...”
“...That crazy bastard.”
Should he have broken the other knee then? Rage flared up as he imagined that man spouting such words with a stupid, ugly face. What could this woman have seen in him to marry him and suffer such humiliation? Grinding his teeth, Aiden soon let out a hollow laugh and stroked the soft skin in his hand. He was no different from that man. He knew that what he was doing could be a humiliation to Roselyn, yet he couldn't overcome his instincts.
“I'm your first?”
As the anger toward Isaac faded, an unknown sense of satisfaction coiled within him. The fact that he was the only person to have seen her like this gave him a strange sense of fulfillment. Stopping his hip movements, Aiden first stripped away the dress that had risen to her chest.
Feeling the sudden chill of the air against her skin, Roselyn trembled and tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but Aiden's hands were faster. Stroking the plump mounds, he let out an exclamation and gritted his teeth. Her soft, supple breasts were large enough to overflow his palm. The stiff peak felt against his palm shattered his patience into pieces.
“Damn it. Roselyn...”
“Ah! Hngh...”
He squeezed her breasts hard, as if wringing them, before letting go and using his fingers to pinch her pink nipples. Roselyn's eyes flushed red as she jerked her hips from the unfamiliar stimulation. Immediately lowering his head, Aiden buried his face in her full breasts, rubbing the areola with his tongue before scraping the protruding peak with his teeth. Her sweet scent tickled his nostrils and seemed to spread throughout his entire body.
Intoxicated by the scent of her skin, Aiden held one breast in his hand, earnestly biting and sucking on it, while his other hand reached down into her slick vulva.
“Hngh, nngh... hng! What, what are you doing...!”
Roselyn gasped at the feeling of fingers pushing into her vaginal opening. She snapped her head up and grabbed his arm, her eyes wide. Why, why were his fingers in there?
“If I put it in right now, you'll tear. I have to loosen you up so you don't get hurt.”
“Put what in... No way, that thing...?”
As Roselyn slowly repeated his words, her eyes widened. At her varied expressions, Aiden forgot his lust for a moment and burst into a chuckle.
“Yes. I'm putting my cock inside your pussy.”
His finger, inside the tight opening, moved slowly back and forth. As he gently scraped the wrinkled inner walls with his blunt fingertip, he felt a particularly strong twitch at one spot. Pressing and rubbing the protruding part firmly, Aiden continued.
“Hngh, nngh...”
“Thrusting a cock in and pumping it until I shoot seed inside is what sexual intercourse between a man and woman is, Roselyn.”
“That's impossible...”
Do you understand now? With those words, another finger pushed into her opening. Even with only two fingers inside, the pressure was so intense that the veins on Aiden's forehead stood out.
Roselyn twisted her body, shaking her head at the unfamiliar foreign sensation. If just fingers made her feel this dizzy, she might actually tear if he put something that large inside. Her body stiffened in fear. Feeling her tighten around his fingers as if they might break, Aiden sucked hard on the breast he had been licking.
“Ngh!”
“Relax.”
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